With its cold, leaking apartments and freezing New York winter winds, there’s no sense of failure being romanticised. The songs are catchy, but there are few big choreographed numbers, little use of fantasy and not a spangled costume in sight.Īpart from one scene, where seemingly every Broadway star ever turns up to sing about brunch, this is a relatively grounded musical. But while he opens out the canvas, Miranda doesn’t get bombastic about it. Opening shots from Rent give a sense of context to his work and endow him with a sense of destiny that the show, initially written as a largely one-man performance piece, lacked at the time. It’s a lot of passion and restless, sometimes misdirected energy to channel through this film, but Miranda marshalls it effectively, communicating Larson’s talent and drive without obscuring the fact that he could, sometimes, be a bit wearisome about it. Previously struggling artists are giving up their dreams for secure jobs and others face AIDS diagnoses, at the height of that epidemic.
He’s trying to write one final song for the piece (as recommended by Bradley Whitford’s Stephen Sondheim, a mentor to the young Larson), negotiate relationship changes with his dancer girlfriend Susan (Alexandra Shipp) and somehow raise the money to pay for the workshop’s performers. We join him in the week before its first ‘workshop’ performance, as he deals with the pressure of this eight year, make-or-break project nearing its climax.
For Larson, time really was running out – and that’s a sense that Hamilton author, and now debutant movie director, Lin-Manuel Miranda captures expertly.Īn endlessly moving, entirely convincing Andrew Garfield plays Larson, working in a diner by day and slaving over his sci-fi musical Superbia by night. In its defence, author and protagonist Jonathan Larson tragically died at just 35, immediately prior to the premiere of his best-known work, Rent, and soon after writing this semi-autobiographical piece. Trigger warning for everyone born before 1990: This musical contains repeated discussion of the horrors of turning 30 which may cause distress or embarrassment.